Funeral Prose Poetry Poems

The bride walked down the aisle
at slow pace
With all the dignity and grace
like at funeral
I wanted her to turn
and run away.
She was all the girls...

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daddy’s shop was the place we dreaded to go
the funeral was over, and his friends had gathered there
we knew we had to do it
we were...

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Personal Hell

For a while there I couldn’t breathe,
It was as if the life in me was being sucked out.
All that shouting, all that yelling,
Had my...

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"Death is nothing to us because when we exist there is no death
and when there is death we don't exist anymore." (Epicurus)


Calm down, she said.
We...

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My identical twin was having a fit
when I said I am not having a tombstone or a funeral
I think they are both creepy

How are your...

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She gripes, grumbles and grouses.
We smile, smirk and sneak glances at each other.
Thrilled she comes to every family reunion.
Loudly and proudly grimacing and griping.
My uncles...

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Dan had opinions, but he was too wise to share
He kept them to himself, and was not coaxed to talk
A quiet man, he kept his...

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Just when you think you’ve lost me . . .

Just when you think you’ve lost me and I’m nowhere to be found—
Stop!  Take a...

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I realized this one day, and others also concur
Men have a difficult time living alone, but women love it.
When a man’s spouse runs away or...

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I guessed there would be six at her funeral.
I was wrong. There were only five.
She was my aunt, but I was not one of them.
She...

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New Year's Resolution 2020
I was going to lose weight
But was harder than I thought
So I decided to grow taller
But that did not work out either.

I...

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O, words written help to still the pain in my soul
so I write of my ravaged life over and over
reaching into the past of my...

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I looked past the priest and saw auntie and grandma.
They were cuddled, holding each other up.
Grandma being Catholic was wearing her purple scarf.
Even though Daddy’s...

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They say you killed yourself
Dad and I do not believe it
The bullet casing was never found
We moved the stove to look
I lie. Dad moved the...

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"Always go to other people's funerals, otherwise they won't come to yours."  

Yogi Berra

I read it and I laughed, and each time I laughed,...

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